hbk72777:Who the fark let's a kid get a hold of this? I have a nephew that lives with me, almost 5, and he's never gotten a hold of scissors, knives or any other sharp object. Keep the shiat out of drawers they can reach, and if you're working with it, move it to the back of the counter. It's not hard.

Getting impaled with a meat thermometer is really bad. It's a good thing this kid went to the doctor and was able to have it removed safely. Just a little difference could have been the difference between life and death.

hbk72777:Who the fark let's a kid get a hold of this? I have a nephew that lives with me, almost 5, and he's never gotten a hold of scissors, knives or any other sharp object. Keep the shiat out of drawers they can reach, and if you're working with it, move it to the back of the counter. It's not hard.

dammit this thread brings back nothing but bad memories for Lenna Luna being as how that's the way she lost her first boy with her third husband. yup, lil Pudd just got into everything and one day Lenna Luna is shopping Winn Dixie for a NASCAR party that night. She was fixing to make up her chili bean n meat n Velveeta surprise right there in the football shaped slow cooker, it's always a big hit, and sure enough lil Pudd reached right into the meat case and bam nice as you please just stick a meat thermometer right on into his ear as if god intended it to be that way. Lenna Luna saw the blood shooting out the boy like a fire hydrant, fell back passed out cold cracked her head open lickety split. lawsuit city. that's how we wound up with the double-wide, that sweet arse chariot 250 4X4 and a 8500.00/month annuity for life. sweeet! poor Pudd, he just kinda wriggles around on the floor, they said he never will be right. in good weather we just let him play in the compost pile all day and wash him off with a hose before dinner. it's all good.

I just, I just really didn't know that kids actually did that. It seemed so cliche as to be impossible, or at least not in the 45 second span it took me to stoke the grill (that's code for masturbating, ya'll - nah I'm kidding). Seriously, I step back inside and it looked exactly like the famous pic, but in color:

There was a slo-mo, deep-voiced NOOOOOOOOOOOOO and I was lucky to get him in time. Farking scared the hell out of me.

puffy999:hbk72777: Who the fark let's a kid get a hold of this? I have a nephew that lives with me, almost 5, and he's never gotten a hold of scissors, knives or any other sharp object. Keep the shiat out of drawers they can reach, and if you're working with it, move it to the back of the counter. It's not hard.

A 5-year-old can handle scissors in general.

A 1.5 year old can't handle shiat.

Yeah they can. Just let them shove a hand down their diaper and you'll see.

It doesn't matter how vigilant you are - kids will almost always find a way to get ahold of sh*t. My buddy and I were cooking dinner in prep for a game recently, and his annoying but apparently smart crotchfruit managed to get ahold of a butter knife that I'd left in the sink.

The sink. You know, taller than he even without factoring the reaching-in part. And then...

I caught this little dork nanoseconds before he was about to stick it in an electrical socket. I'd always heard of kids doing this, but thought of it more as an urban legend than something kids actually do. I mean of all the objects in the house to fark with, this little bastard went straight for the wall outlet. I picked him up and yelled at him before handing him over to his dad, who had been, erm, occupied in the bathroom at the time.

This is among the reasons I don't dig children. Don't hate them, but I really, really don't want one of those creatures crawling around my place for longer than an afternoon. And even then, look what almost happened.

/still have no idea how he got the knife out of the sink...kind of impressed actually